Combining elements from many different films, notably
Tattoo and The Entity, Dreams of Natasha starts
off with promise. Soon however, the production bites
off more than it can swallow and sinks under the weight of
its own pretentiousness. With dialogue heavy on the
psycho-babble and an angst-ridden performance from Nina
Hartley, this is certainly better than most
shot-on-videos. But within 30 minutes, the feature
degenerates into yet another sex film.

Before that happens, though, the “Dreams” are
interesting. Using music right at home in any horror movie
and novel use of sound, Natasha’s dreams verge on the
surreal. Eventually the dreams become nothing but a
plot device, and in an obvious attempt to please the usual
raincoat crowd, there is a rather gratuitous leather
domination sequence featuring Janey Robbins and Lili
Marlene. At this point, the “dreams” become
nightmares.